Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1968 Tribulation (42)

It's just that the good times don't last long.

In the small town, rumors of monsters gradually began to spread.

The group of children who were scared to pee their pants kept yelling about monsters when they got home.

It is also said that it is a big monster that can eat people, with the face of a fox.

This means that if there is only one child yelling like this, the adults may not care.

But a group of children are all clamoring that there are monsters, and they still swear by it.

This made the adults have to pay attention, and the discussion spread.

It has been passed on and on, until everyone in the town knows about it.

There was a lot of discussion, and there was a lot of trouble about the monster.

As the boy walked down the street, he could hear others pointing at him.

It is said that there is a fox demon in his family, and there is an evil fox demon who eats people.

He raised a fox demon, and he is also a monster.

Maybe he is also a monster.

The young man listened all the way, with his back on his back and his head bowed.

ignore.

Totally ignore.

No matter what others say, it's like they didn't hear it.

Without saying a word, walk by.

Quiet and silent.

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Fortunately, as the days passed, the discussion died down automatically.

There are new words, which have attracted people's attention.

For example, which family's daughter was taken advantage of by others, which family's widow was so romantic, and which family's man was beaten by his wife all day...

These words are much newer, and people still prefer to talk about these things compared to the monster that has never been seen.

As a result, the matter of the fox demon was gradually forgotten by people.

Except for the frightened children at the beginning, no one talked about this topic anymore.

Time flies by in the blink of an eye.

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In the evening, at the gate of the school.

The aroma lingers outside the school, and hawkers selling snacks set up stalls, vying to stand by the school entrance, waiting for the children to leave school.

As soon as the children go to school, they will run out to buy something to eat.

All the hawkers have calculated the time accurately, and set up their stalls as soon as the o'clock arrives.

As the sun sets, the sun gradually sets.

The colorful clouds in the distance are like a scroll of sky, and the clouds are also smudged with warm yellow and orange, which is dazzling and beautiful.

The birds on their way home flew from the sky, gliding with their wings, singing joyfully among the clouds.

The sound of gongs and drums in the school was sounded, and the children who had been restrained for a day, like birds about to go home, ran out happily with cloth bags on their shoulders.

Chattering, crowded at the door of the school.

Vendors at the door erected sticks of candied haws, painted little sugar figurines, and set up dragonfly toys.

In an instant, he was pushed and hugged by the figures of children.

The child's voice is immature, innocent and lively.

"I want candied haws! I want candied haws!"

"I came first! Give me a bunch of big ones!"

"Then I want it too! I want it too!"

The children were happy, and so were the vendors.

Collect money and give candied haws.

The sun is setting, the eaves are covered, and the warm yellow sunlight spreads over the whole land.

The children poured out like a tide, and soon scattered like a tide.

Carrying a cloth bag, going home in twos and threes.

scattered throughout the town.

The hawkers closed their stalls with satisfaction when they sold out.

He left with his things on his back, leaving behind the candied haws and bamboo sticks all over the floor.

No one to clean up.

Soon, night fell.

The lanterns hanging in front of the school are on, illuminating the road in front of the gate.

Pedestrians walked back and forth, and the smell of food wafted from every household.

Shouting, calling the children who were playing outside to go home for dinner.

The door of the school was closed, and after a while, it opened again.

(End of this chapter)